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Lookin to catch some new words. Shade and rustling leaves sigh. The attribute my radar seeks. But time plays tricks as we both know. For every time my true love speaks.
Nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands. OR SCREAM IN ALL CAPS. Or if you need a prompt you can check out one of the past prompts, like the Shadorma. The bar is open just for you.
What is a tango for one,. Sad music of a lone guitar? What use are red high heels. When they no longer have partners? The cobbled streets are lonely,. The shops are shuttered,. The cathedral bells are dull. With more longing and more desire. I turn slowly, on my own,.
A little of this, A Lot Of THAT. Thursday, March 4, 2010. Ways to gather some quick cash. Help me increase the funds coming into my home, but I need start up money so that I can buy a few items to do the job. computer, software, etc. I will be a bookkeeper. PS Just venting I wish somebody could or would help me i really need it.
The not so daily observations and interjections of Jake Titus. Monday, December 5, 2011. Avoid the temptation to go to Bikram Hot Yoga with a hangover. Wednesday, November 2, 2011. The key word being chronic.
Plaza de san lorenzo has a heartbeat that i trace with carbon ink,. Doves dance a weird bread crumb rap,. A group of old men drinks black coffee, faces held. As silent offerings into the sun. My bones are stiff from winter. A big snow storm brought me here,. A lady with a wand who drags me, talking spanish like big waterfalls, from one window to the next,. A bridge that no one dares to cross.
Then, surrender, I must,. Rage across our valley,. Where we are to write a poem of exactly 44 words that must include the word FIRE.
Hold me up to the light; you will see poems. Hold me in the dark; you will see light. Monday, April 20, 2009. Tuesday, January 13, 2009. I have fleeting moments of ecstasy. Sunday, February 17, 2008.
April 7, 2014 by thisgirlremembers. Hard world with steadfast kindness,. For Poetry Asides April PAD Challenge. Nighttime, Trying to Write. April 6, 2014 by thisgirlremembers. Suspend your skepticism, she whispered,. From the blurring, the unknowing, and then. The swing-and-a-miss of the first words. Scrawled across the white expanse of page. But even the most petulant.
twiddle a dee! Ramblings of a crazed, water logged, web footed, emotionally flatlined, single Mother of 2 teenagers. somedays I make sense, other days I have absolutely no clue what I am trying to accomplish. Tuesday, March 22, 2011. Wednesday, December 08, 2010. My son is looking at.
Tracking the progress of the www. Sunday, August 9, 2015. Banksy Kate Moss Limited Edition Print Red Monroe Warhol Style Red Yellow Stamp.
I Should Have A Call-in Show. Monday, May 21, 2007. Dandelions covering the grass, birds chirping in the morning, the Phillies playing mediocre baseball. Sure all these things are signs that summer is officially here, but I got my first real taste of summer today, courtesy of The Funky Freezer. But in the 21st century ice cream trucks have to outdo each other. And neon yellow color scheme.
Things we think about in bed. I ask because late last night both Guido and I were laying awake in bed and I was sure at least one of us must have been thinking of something pretty important.
Goddamn my lungs are filled with smoke. The women I pass cross their knees over their thighs. I wave away with my hand. For the stench of desperation. Is too horrible to bear. Because everything is nothing and nothing is anything at all. A mind soaked in whiskey. Only a selfish string of sentences.
Wednesday, 8 October 2008. I had my sterilisation operation on September 19th. It went very well, apart from waking up after the anaesthetic in such pain that even three shots of morphine did nothing for the pain. The scar has now gone swollen and turned an interesting shade of purple. One good thing has hap.